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(contains: light cn*c, dehumanisation)

How To Guide: Get your brand new tboy ready for use!

Please notice: when he arrives at your door he will likely be very shy and may mostly be looking down at his feet. This is completely normal and actually indicates that your boy will be obedient and easy to use.

Although there are many ways to break in a new tboy, we generally recommend the following method:

Bend your tboy over a piece of furniture. Dining table or most desks will do just fine.

Make sure he is positioned correctly. He should he laying flat on his tummy, legs spread nice and wide and with his hands on his back. (Hands can be either bound or cuffed for maximal restriction). If you've got a smaller model, his feet might dangle above the ground. That should not be an issue.

Pull down his trousers and underwear. You can either take it completely off or just let it hang by his feet while he is in use. If he protests or squirms, give him a hard smack on the ass. (If wiggling or protesting continues, see the section two of the manual: How to: Fix a bratty tboy)

Now you should be able to get a good view of his cunt and hole. Most likely it will already be dripping wet, however if it is not, massage or tease it gently for a couple minutes.

When you first push into his hole, it might be quite tight. Apply as much force as needed to penetrate him. Moaning, whimpering, sniffling, crying and light screaming from the boy might occur at first use. Stuff his mouth if this continues or see section two of the manual.

Congratulations, now your tboy is devirginised and ready for use!

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(Contains light fauxcest)

Protip: punish your boys in front of each other, especially if one is cis and one is trans. Have them take turns over your knee and make sure to leave their underwear down while they each anxiously await their turn. Make sure to draw attention to and scold them for getting aroused (e.g "such a dirty little pervert, getting a stiff cock from watching your brother get his bottom spanked" and "aren't you ashamed of yourself, having your brother see your cunt get all wet and puffy like this?") And then when they're sufficiently punished, each sniffling and dripping, send them to their shared room to think about their behaviour and rub each others sore bottoms.

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"oh fuck don't stop crying kiddo i'm almost there"

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"haha yeah my dad is so supportive of my transition :)" means i let him suck my growing tdick so he can show me what my first blowjob feels like

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Thinking about coming home after a rough day at work, daddy showing up not long after and catches me changing into comfy clothes before he stops me.

“No no princess..~ You’re going to put on a cute little dress and we are going out tonight.~”

Whining in protest i still get myself dolled up for Daddy because he wants to go out. Getting in the car with him after we are dressed and driving to a club. Him forcing me inside as we make our way to the bar and join his friends. Being uncomfortable and sitting in Daddy’s lap I don’t realize he spiked my drink just knowing I didn’t want to have to talk to any of his friends. Downing my drink I start to feel really dizzy.

Once the drugs and alcohol really kick in all I can feel is myself being pulled around, laying back against Daddy’s chest as I hear him grumble against my ear as his hands pull my legs apart and exposing my already dripping cunt to his friends.

“You’re going to lay here, as my friends use you and fill you up..~ Be a good princess and Daddy will reward you later..~”

All I can do is whine as I lay there helpless, unable to move even thought I’m screaming for them to stop in my mind. Nothing feels right because it isn’t daddy but my body keeps reacting like everything feels amazing. Only constantly moaning like a whore as my pussy is filled with load after load from Daddy’s friends till I pass out

Waking up later to Daddy pumping his cock in and out of my pussy, my knees held to my chest. Grunting and groaning he chuckles as he sees I came too. “D-Daddy.?”

“You did such a good job princess.~ Now I’m going to give you a reward.~ I’m going to fill you over and over until I know Daddy and His friends have breed you properly~”

“Y-Yes Daddy.~” Eyes rolling back as he forces everyone’s cum into my womb and I end up pregnant and round, full of everyone’s babies.

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What I Want

I want to be treated like a little boy.

I want you to help me pick out what to wear, and put on my clothes.

I want you to ask me if I have to potty, because little boys don’t always remember to stop when they’re playing.

I want you to ask me which superhero is on my underwear today, and wonder out loud whether they’ll have to fight the Evil Pee Monster.

I want you to check and make sure that my pants aren’t wet every so often.

I want you to gasp loudly and say, “uh-oh!” when you find I couldn’t stay dry.

I want you to take me by the hand to go change into something dryer, and more appropriate.

I want you to gently but firmly make me put on my pull-ups that you brought with against my protests.

I want you to reassure me that it’s ok to have accidents sometimes, that’s just what little boys do.

I want you to give me my paci to calm me down when I fuss about my new, thicker underwear.

I want you to help me take my pants off so you can check my pull-ups when we get home.

I want you to ask me when my pull-ups got wet ,and how, and why didn’t I say anything to you.

I want you to take me over your lap when I admit I didn’t even try to make it to the potty.

I want you to pull down my wet pull-ups and spank me while commenting on how disappointed you are that I don’t seem to care about not going pee pee in my pants.

I want you to hold me close, and gently rub my red bottom and tell me it’s ok while I cry softly into your chest.

I want you to stand up and tell me that it’s bedtime, and therefore diaper time.

I want you to drag me away while I protest that I don’t need diapers, and it’s still daylight outside.

I want you to ask me if I’ve already forgotten my sore bottom, since backtalk results in spankings.

I want you to lay me down on the diapers you laid out and powder and lotion my bottom.

I want you to tell me that I must be a very little boy indeed to still need diapers at my age.

I want you to ask me if I secretly wanted to be back in diapers when you see how turned on I’ve become.

I want you to tease me about my diapers getting wet during the night while you tape me securely into them.

I want you to give me my paci and cuddle me, and call me little one, and pat and rub my bottom while telling me that you don’t mind that I’m just a little boy, even when I’m naughty.

I want you to tell me that if I’m a good boy tonight and wet my diapers, maybe you’ll give me an extra special change only for really good boys in the morning.

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Have me sucking on my paci while you give me head. Hold me down and tell me to “stop being fussy” when I wiggle and squirm. Just make me feel like as much of a baby as you can while you make me feel all good and fuzzy-headed

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forcemasc but it's dad raping my tight little ass when i come out to him because 'real fags take it up the ass' even as i cry and beg him to fuck my dripping empty boycunt instead

sighhh... need that badly <3

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sharing a bed with mommy and daddy, only to wake up in the middle of the night to them touching each other. pretending to be asleep while hearing daddy fucking mommy next to me. it's quiet at first, but then their moaning gets louder. finally, you think they're almost done, but then one of them suggests, "why don't we wake the kiddo up and show them how they were made?"

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Jerk off while I cry to you about my trauma. When you’re about to cum, have me suck your cock

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can't stop thinking about being the kid of a rlly fucked up dad. he never wanted kids, probably coerced into it by his wife he never really loved as much as he should. he loves his baby (me :3) much much more than he should...

maybe he teaches me about the birds and the bees with hands on lessons... big rough hands guiding my little ones to different places on my body, or his 😵‍💫

"and if you touch here, it makes papa feel really good," he'd coo, moving my hands to his big adult cock, groaning at the size difference as he teaches me how to clumsily stroke him <3

maybe we have special bathtime together, daddy's hands covered in soap roaming all over my lil body >//< getting me all flustered and squirmy, rubbing against him n feeling him get hard against my butt...

sighs dreamily. need someone to be my fucked up dada <3

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*falls to my knees dramatically sighing* when is it my turn to to be the kiddo that gets touched by dad or big brother while they tell me not to tell anyone else?!?!??

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I just need to be a bratty little boy and crawl into bed naked with my Daddy when I can't sleep.

Obviously I'm annoying, I'm too old to be doing this, but Daddy can't help but hold me and run his hands over my body. He's so warm and his body hair is so soft and comfortable, I can't help but get right up next to him.

He tries to make me go back to my own bed like a big boy, but he gives up quickly because he can't stop touching me. My nipples end up in his mouth, his fingers end up on my t dick and in my slit, and then he starts prodding my asshole with his cock. I tell him it hurts but he doesn't really care, after all, I got into his bed. I should have known.

Daddy bounces my ass on his cock under the covers, kissing me to keep me quiet. I feel my boycunt leaking all over us, providing the only lubrication as Daddy uses me for his pleasure. He whispers that I'm such a good boy, this is why I'm his favorite son, and covers my mouth as I orgasm, tightening around his thick cock as he fills me with his cum.

Daddy doesn't try to pull out, he just pulls me close and spoons me, his body feeling so much bigger than mine as he slowly goes soft inside me. I worry about someone catching us, but he just grabs my chest and tells me that it's okay. He won't let me get in trouble.

I fall asleep with Daddy still inside me, waking up several hours later to the abrupt feeling of Daddy's cock pulling out of me as he got up and started getting ready for work, throwing some clothes at me and reminding me that I have to get dressed before I leave the room, otherwise it's suspicious, I guess...

I have to get up anyway, so I put on my binder, boxers and a packer Daddy picked out for me. I throw on a T-shirt and jeans, spray myself with Axe, and head down for breakfast. Nobody knows what Daddy and I did, but that's for the best. I wouldn't want anyone else realizing how much fun it is to fuck Daddy, I want to be his only son in his bed.

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whatever. your kidnapper handing you your favorite stuffed animal because they "want you to feel safe" when they violate you

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“Hey it’s ok… its ok. Let’s just sit down.”

Dad settled you back in his lap, gentle, heavy hands running down your thighs, his palms big enough to cover each of them. He sighed quietly, tilting up a little, and you whined as you felt him press even deeper into your cunt.

You’ve been having lap time like this for awhile. Usually he just rubbed you, one thick finger dragging down the front of your shorts, over your little cock and squishing between your folds through the cloth. He’d get you all wet while he rocked up against you, and then he’d hug you close when he slipped a finger inside and his jeans chafed as he humped harder.

But tonight was different.

It started the same, he offered to watch your favorite show with you, and you crawled up on the couch with him in excitement, but then, after the theme song, he said you were going further tonight. He pulled out his cock—his big adult cock that you had only seen close up when you went pee together—and had you rub against that instead. Without your shorts. And with your underwear pulled to the side, too.

He just had you slide along it for a bit, the TV playing in the background, his slow breathing warm in your ear, and you made the little sounds you always did and your toes curled as your little cock ran along the hard, thick, outside of his. You could see the plump veins twitching beneath his skin, and watched as he reached around to stroke his tip a bit, the foreskin pulling down when he thumbed at it.

But then Dad moved you and rubbed against you himself. It was just like his finger, he said, he was going to press in just the same, and he did, but when he started going, it was so much bigger, too much bigger for a kid like you. And you tried to get up. And he stopped you. And he pulled you back down. And now you could feel his fly scraping against your ass and your hole—young and wet and dripping—was stretched too-wide over his too-big cock.

“There we go honey, isn’t that nice.” Dad’s voice was low, so low and heavy as he nosed into your neck and rolled into you that it almost sounded like a growl. “That’s it. That’s it.”

He didn’t rock much, just kept you there. Hands on your sides, moving slightly but mostly just rubbing over your smooth little tummy, pressing on the bulge there and making you squirm.

It did get better after a bit, especially when his hand slid down to run slowly over your kid parts. Smooth and sticky and steady. You whined again, toes flexing where they couldn’t touch the floor, twitching down onto the girth of him as heat slid down to your ankles. Maybe this wasn’t so bad. Dad keened quietly, fingers pressing flat over the little nub of your cock.

Then, all at once, he hissed and went still, and everything inside became warm. You moaned, all quiet, and he panted in your ear, tensing and untensing as his hand pressed hard over your cock, making it light up and tightening your whole body up hot.

You screwed your eyes shut, hands coming up to grip on one of his arms as your hips ground down of their own volition, confused and fuzzy and desperate to feel more of that thick, pumping, warmth inside you.

When you blinked your eyes open again, there was a bigger bulge in your belly, and your skin felt stretched even further. Dad’s hand ran over your tummy again, pushing ever so slightly, and you felt something hot gush out around his cock. He kept playing with your kiddo parts idly, even though you were tired.

“Go to sleep hun,” he murmured, petting your hair. He was still hard inside, you could feel it. He seemed to wait a moment, letting your breath even out, before one of his rough, wet, fingers left your cock to drag down around your entrance, feeling where you were still connected. He tugged at it a bit, breath stuttering, and the touch made your whole brain buzz.

“Rest baby,” he whispered. “Poppa’s got you.”

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big bro protecting you from all the guys at school, not because he doesn’t want your heart to get broken, but because he’s the only one allowed to fuck your tight little pussy

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daddy taking out my paci and replacing it with his cock <3